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The old man of the long bridge looked at Lao Tan and nodded slightly.

Tan Bulai pretended to be pretentious, stepped forward and said, "Senior brother, why did you help them today?" ”

"Nonsense, are you really blind or pretending to be blind. You will not let go of the old master's apprentices, and you have to put them to death. ”

Lao Tan looked furious.

"This is the old man's clumsy eyes, and he didn't see it. It was because of him that Lao Gui and some disciples in the sect died in Huangquan. Moreover, back then, Chen Zhengmu was not merciful to us. Destroying his Daomen today can be regarded as avenging the humiliation of the past. ”

Tan Bulai forcibly explained, wanting to divert hatred.

"Hmph, I killed Lao Gui. Bastard, he dared to knock on the door, and he was looking for death. Of course, the old master doesn't know your little tricks yet. Isn't it just to be attached to the Heavenly Master's Mansion, so that you can cultivate the Taoist Righteous Fruition? Returning to the light of the divine ring, delusional to be the ancestor, immortal and immortal. ”

The old man of Long Bridge preached with a serious face.

"Senior brother, you're not right. It's all practice, why did Master only accept the three of you as cabinet disciples back then, and how are we different from you? You have to be an outer disciple, and you can't cultivate in your life. The sect is unfair, and we can't do anything about it. ”

Yi Shanxing became excited, unable to control the resentment in his heart.

"Then do you know why Master set up ten altars and twelve gates, and why he set up eight more gates?"

The old man of the long bridge asked sharply.

"Anyway, they're all disciples outside the sect, how do I know?"

Although Yi Shanxing's voice was very loud, he softened his attitude in the face of questions that he didn't know.

"Then ask you again, you should know that there are two elders from the Xuanmen Sect. One is for you to be in charge, and the other is in charge of the twelve. And there are two outer masters under each of them, do you know why? ”

Listening to the old man's words, they didn't know how to answer the old man of Long Bridge for a while, and they all showed signs of concern. Because these are things that don't concern you, and you have never thought about them.

"You don't know any of this, how can you talk about the injustice of the sect?"

The old man of the long bridge reprimanded.

"Don't have a condescending face, you are. Everyone knows that only by cultivating to the realm of being an ancestor can one immortalize the world. Master, he was already partial, and the best was given to you. Just give us a little leftovers and pass it away. ”

A sharp-beaked monkey gills with improper facial features said.

"Old five, don't say a word."

The elder beard stopped it. This old road is the third, and the wind and spirit of the Bingtan are strong.

"Originally, I didn't let people say it. If there is really a hidden secret, it is clear that death will also be understood. ”

Speaking of this person, the fifth in line, Wu Tan, Wu will come.

"You still have the face to say, just you have been instigating behind your senior brother. Don't respect the master's old man's unique Yongzhi method, practice hard, and think about cultivating and becoming an immortal. provoked the senior brother and betrayed the teacher. It's all you, you sin is too great! ”

The more the old man of Long Bridge spoke, the more excited he became, as if he was going to eat people.

"Speaking of which, I just want to preach, and I refuse to grant the method of immortal cultivation and immortality."

Wu will have a deep grudge against Xuanmen in the future.

"Well, now that it's all a thing of the past, let's spread it out. Each of your ten altars has cultivated a unique method. They are: 阏 (yan), zhan (zhan) meng, rouzhao, qiang 圉 (yu), zhu yong, tu wei, shang zhang, chong (chong) guang, xuanhuang (yi), zhaoyang. In the same way, there are twelve dharmas in the twelve gates. They are: Difficulty, Chifenruo, Setig, Chan, Zhixu, Dahuangluo, Zang, Xieqia, Tuntan, Zuo O, Eun Mao, and Dayuanxian. Master has worked hard and earnestly taught you the Method, so that in the future, I will ask you to change the four pillars of the heavens, and then cooperate with the Bagua Qimen and the four cycles of yin and yang to achieve the great array of opening the heavens and help you ascend to heaven. And you, all of you are not competitive, intrigued, and you can't become the climate. In the end, let the old man's wish come to nothing, and now you have the face to mention the injustice of the sect again. ”

"Hearing you say that, I also blame the old fighter for being stupid. Explain it earlier, it's not more convenient. ”

The little Taoist priest had dirty things in his mouth and said that Hu was very smelly. At first glance, I teach less, and I don't know the truth that things are made by secret and words are defeated.

The old man of the long bridge looked at him evilly, and Feng Lingjiu went up and gave the little Taoist a few mouths. Hurriedly stepped forward again and compensated the old man of Long Bridge.

"Blame me for teaching my son no way, I hope the senior brother of the sect will forgive me."

The old man of the long bridge said viciously: "Get out, if you dare to act nonsense, don't blame the old master for being ruthless." ”

Although this group of guys injured Lu Xiaoxian, the old man remembered that these old things had served around Shizun, so he let them go.

The little Taoist priest was still very unconvinced, and whispered: "He is just one person, ten of us, it is difficult to kill him." ”

This little Taoist priest's name is Feng Yanchi, the son of Feng Lingjiu. Since he was a child, he has had enough food and clothing, and he can flatter him, so everyone in the ascetic sect loves him very much, and they are used to him. But at the same time, he also brings a body of pride. entered the rivers and lakes, and no one paid attention to it. The words are prickly, and the flattery of the past has been lost. looks like Lao Tzu is invincible in the world, and no one is afraid. As the saying goes, self-confidence lives for 300 years, but he is not self-confidence, he is complacent, arrogant, and arrogant.

"Don't talk about it, if you don't look at his sword, who of us can withstand it."

Wu will talk about it late and tell him to shut up. Feng Lingjiu had already turned green with anger, how could such a thing be born, regardless of the occasion, I don't know how important it is.

Listening to the old man's indifference, the Taoist priests hurriedly bowed goodbye to the old man.

And the old man on the side will also be very well-behaved, and he will not be a demon. But listening to the old man of Changqiao calling himself an old master, he thought in his heart, when this old thing is gone, why will he call himself an old master. That's a good title, take it.

The old man of the long bridge jumped to Lu Xiaoxian's side in one step, and helped him heal his injuries.

When these Taoists arrived at the top of the mountain, suddenly there were two more people in the sky. Standing on the ruins of the main hall, looking at Lu Xiaoxian and them.

"Who am I, I see that I am scared of you, and my tail is clamped. It turned out to be Senior Brother Xuanmen, which corner have you been hiding in all these years? ”

"A legendary nonsense can fool you away, and it seems that you haven't grown up all these years makes sense."

After listening to these two people singing and harmonizing, the Taoist people came back. It turned out that it was the Yin and Yang deacons of the ascetic sect, and the two justices arrived.

However, the little Taoist felt that it was very right when he heard it, this is the manly spirit, and he kept nodding his head in approval.

The old man of Changqiao didn't pay much attention to their rumors, and used his real power to treat Lu Xiaoxian's internal injuries.

Those two guys looked at the old man so faceless, and they didn't want to take care of themselves. Seeing that his hands were not idle, the two of them simultaneously killed the old man of the long bridge with a move of yin and yang blazing fireworks.

Lao Tan shook his bright white arm and threw out a spirit rune to block in front of them.

"Oh, and the masters, no wonder the face is so ugly."

Which white-robed blazing hand said.

He called himself Xie Biji, and the other called himself Fan Bijiao. It seems that they worship the seventh and eighth masters of the underworld very much, and no matter what his real name is, let's shout like this first.

In order to reflect the name of the Yin and Yang Deacon, and in order to emulate the impermanence of black and white, the senior brother wore a white hat and a white coat, and the younger brother wore a black hat and a black coat, so as to show that the brother's love is stronger than gold. On the other hand, it can bluff people. After all, ghosts and ghosts are hooked, and impermanence is not a joke.

This outfit looks familiar. Take another look at Lu Xiaoxian and Ah Ling, contrasting colors. It's a good thing they wear tall hats, otherwise they look like a bunch.

Before I knew if Lao Tan could clean up these two guys, suddenly a crutch clattered against the stone steps and came down the mountain. Slowly from the bottom to the top, the peachwood cane was exposed in front of everyone, and then I saw the black robe holding his head. Leaning on his body, crows haunted him.

When he slowly approached, Lao Tan hurriedly shook the talisman out. Breaking through the blazing flame of the Yin Yang Deacon, his eyes dodged, and he shrank behind Lu Xiaoxian and the old man of the Long Bridge. It was obvious that he was very panicked.

Dou Xiaodou's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior. Immediately ran up and grabbed his arm. This scene also attracted everyone's eyes fixedly.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

"The old thing called me!"

This guy said, and didn't forget to take out a fairy peach from his arms and hand it to Dou Xiaodou.

"Hmph, I don't want him to care."

Beans are coquettish.

"He didn't care about you, he just sneezed. Then he said that someone had scolded him, and he sent me to vent his anger on him. ”

"Hmph, I know that he is unreliable, and it is better to be an old man. Knowing that he felt sorry for me, he brought peaches from so far away. ”

Dou Xiaodou is coquettish, but the beauty of this old man is dead.

"I went to a distant place, and he brought it to me."

"Where have you been?"

Dou Xiaodou asked curiously.

"I went to Zhao Kingdom."

The old man said unhurriedly.

"Where are you going? So far. Then why is he willing to leave Momoyama and give you peaches? Is that old guy having a bad head, or does he ask you for it? ”

"Probably not. I tell you quietly, don't tell him. Dou Xiaodou nodded again and again, put his ears together, and the old man whispered: "That old guy is like a leper dog, he likes to clingy people." ”

Dou Xiaodou listened to the serious old man say this, but it amused the dead, and it was a joke between the two old men.

"Our secret, don't tell the old fellow, leper dog."

Dou Xiaodou also joked with the old man.

"How? Have you been wronged, have you been rude to you? ”

Dou Xiaodou listened to the old man's concern, shook his head again and again, even if he was wronged, he didn't dare to say it.

"It's okay, you have to be wronged, you tell me, I will take them all back to plant trees. The old thing doesn't let the dead go back, so you can find a few alive to go back. ”

Listening to the old man's concern, Dou Xiaodou's back was cold.

"Which old thing are you? Grind and chirp. Seeing that Dou Xiaodou and this old man talked too much, Feng Yanchi felt long-winded and a little unbearable. After a little thought, he said, "Oh, by the way, isn't it your slutty wild man?" It's too old, can it still work? ”

Hearing this, this old man was not used to it. is not as generous as the old man of Long Bridge, he is in a blink of an eye. His eyes looked at the little Taoist, his eyes were like fire, his eyes were red, and the little Taoist priest was immediately frozen by the old man's eyes.

I only listened to the hiding old Tan silently said two words.

"Look for death."

I also saw the little Taoist priest standing neatly, his feet on the ground, his heels hanging in the air. Like a hanged ghost, he slid towards the old man on tiptoe.

"You scolded that old thing? Just you, you still want to ruin Momoyama? ”

That's right, this old man is the gatekeeper of Momoyama, Momoto, the slave. is surnamed Ji again, some people call him Ji Lao, for example, Lao Tan has to call him that. Although he liked the title of Peach Slave very much, except for the old guy on Peach Mountain who shouted Shunkou, no one else had the courage to call him Peach Slave, especially in front of him.

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